sevika x hyperfemme!reader hcs ⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𐙚
𐙚 ever since you’ve entered into sevika’s life, she’s gotten used to your extreme femininity. the bows, the skirts, the heels, and pink everything. you welcomed yourself into her world.
𐙚 when you moved in, you practically begged for pink walls. sevika thought that the color would be unbearable, yet for you, she’d do anything. instead of painting the whole room pink, she let you have your half and sevika had her pwn. it was like two completely different worlds colliding together.
𐙚 sevika never understood how you could possibly wear skirts in freezing weather. she never understood why either. she’d always ask, “not too cold, are ya doll?” and you’d respond with a sheepish, “no, not yet.” even though you were lying through your teeth. sevika would scoff and take off her jacket, lending it to you. despite your protests of it not matching your outfit, sevika just wrapped it over your shoulders with a grunt.
𐙚 bows. that’s it. you insisted on putting them everywhere. your outfits, hair, on the walls, and in sevikas hair. she’d pretend to hate them, yet kept them in the entire day.
𐙚 sevika adored you clinginess, especially after a long day of work. when she’d come home, you were already on the couch waiting for her. sevika sets her stuff down first before saying, “hey, sweetheart. you’re lookin’ cozy, mind if i join?” of course, the answer was always yes. she’d plop down next to you, making enough room for you to settle onto her lap.
𐙚 sevika was extremely gentle with you. she acted as if you were porcelain, never squeezing you too hard. her hand would find yours and she’d bring it up to her lips, giving it a soft kiss. if you were cuddling, she’d wrap her arms around you and rub your back soothingly. sevika made sure to always kiss you goodnight.
